Hang down your head, Liz Channy,
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Liz Channy,
Poor Gal, you're bound to [politically] die
There are more songs to bring to bear but beating a zombie can help defuse the frustration, carving deep into the soft under belly of a rino.
Getting deeper into the mess but they are just flying across the land and dropping bombs also with rockets all of which are busting the rolling mess with more derby swirling into the void created.